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I just finished painting a little desk last night, and I’m sorry I don’t have before photos.  I hate not showing before pictures, mostly because I LOVE to see furniture Before & Afters and suspect most of you do too, but to tell you the truth, I jumped on this desk so quickly once I knew what I wanted to do that I simply didn’t take the time to photograph it before it was prepped and primed.Yes, I primed this one.  The old fashioned way.The original desk was that reddish/orange finish that literally crumbles away with the slightest sanding, which is fine…but this can often mean the old stain job/oils in the wood will potentially bleed through your paint.  After sampling one coat of chalk paint on a drawer my suspicion was confirmed, so I painted two coats of Farrow & Ball’s Blue Green on the drawers (I handmixed it into chalk paint…

Hi ya’ll ~ It’s taken me awhile to reveal my pink and yellow hutch because I’ve been waiting to complete an important detail, specifically this:See that moulding detail way up top?  Originally, I acquired this hutch with that piece missing, as you can see here.I knew I’d need help from Mr. Wonderful to cut a new piece of moulding for me.  He is such a sweetie.  Although he was gone for a week at a statewide firefighter’s conference, once he arrived home Saturday morning (the kids and I were still visiting family in Anchorage), he cut, fit and glued the moulding for me before I arrived home as a surprise.He learned long ago that anything furniture is my love language.I tell you, he’s a keeper.So just today I was able to finish distressing and aging the top piece to match the rest, and now it looks like it’s always been there.  So without…

I’m so close to finishing my latest piece and am eager to reveal the whole thing, but it’s missing a detail up top that’s rather important.  Trouble is, I’ve been waiting for Mr. Wonderful to help me with a compound angle cut because I’m too intimidated to try it on my own.His schedule’s been downright crazy with fishing trips to Valdez, hunting moose with our two boys, and back-to-back shifts at the fire station.  I’m hoping he’ll be up to a little woodworking after church tomorrow……A very little I promise, hon!Anyway, I snapped a couple pictures tonight because I just couldn’t take the wait anymore.  I’m eager to hear what you think of this piece.  Remember when I said last post I was feeling a little crazy?  Let me just say that once I got the yellow on… …a sudden surge of inspiration brought to mind this certain 1/2 yard of fabric I’d…

It’s late and I’m headed to bed, but I had to share with you a quick glimpse of the project I tackled tonight using my own homemade chalk paint.If this stuff is as good as it seems tonight, I could get very, VERY excited.Here’s the piece I’m working on:After removing all the hardware, washing it down well, and sanding only to smooth spots that were damaged from unidentifed sticky goo or chipped areas, I removed the free standing top from its lower cabinet & I went straight to painting over the shiny, stained surface with my chalk paint mixture.No primer or nuttin’.I don’t know off the top of my head what this color is (the can is still in my garage and I’m too tired to retrieve it) but it’s a deep yellow my sister used on her library table.  She gave me the leftovers and I knew I wanted…

Why is naming things after food such a comforting delight?I finished painting a French Provencal dresser last week.  When the time came to describe it online, I discovered that serving up a little Oatmeal for the body and French Roast for the top elevated this dresser from simply pretty to a warm mix of comfortable and yummy.  Would you agree?Because the top was not solid wood but composite, I opted to paint it dark brown to mimic a stained top.  I was apprehensive because brown can often look cheap and, well, like you’re trying to mimic a stained top.Which I was…. :-)The first brown I tried was too light, so I did the second coat in Behr’s French Roast (ha, see where I got the name?)  This time it was perfect:I love how rich it turned out.  I sealed the top with 2 coats Minwax Polyurethane in Satin and the bottom with WipeOn poly. …

Do ya ever have one of those projects that quite simply gives you fits at every turn?I just finished one of those.  And in spite of all the things that seemed to keep going wrong, as I take a moment to reflect on the process, I can’t help but appreciate the story this dresser could tell.Which reminds me a lot of our lives.  Of that amazing moment when you look back at a particular challenge or heartbreak and gradually begin to understand God’s allowing it in your life.  Not only does a small understanding of His ways fill you with gratitude for such an all-comprehending God, but it also helps reassure you that in the next hard stage you encounter, God will probably have a diving purpose there, too.And oh, what a story you will tell.This piece told a story from the moment its shape caught my eye during a…

PART ONEI’ve come to the conclusion I’m not a very good blogger.  I don’t post consistently.Sometimes I don’t respond when others graciously visit my blog and leave supportive, kind comments.I throw ideas around, but then don’t always follow through in a later post.And I’m sorry.See, when I first discovered the DIY blogging world back in November of 2010, it quite literally changed my life.  Shaunna was my first blogging hero.Then came Marian.Then Kate.  Then Layla.Since these first few amazing ladies, I’ve discovered many wonderfully gifted and inspiring writers in the blogging community.And I’ve discovered that one of my dreams is to be a more successful blogger.But I’ve also really struggled this last year with what that means, what this technology-based version of myself should look like.Everyone in blogland says to just be yourself, and I do believe that is important.  But I’ve often recognized the temptation to make things sound or look better than…

My husband’s folks boarded a plane this morning back to Middleton, ID, after a week-long visit to Alaska.  What a special time.  While here, my father-in-love helped Mr. Wonderful install a new pump to our hot water heater which brings almost-instant hot water.  We’ve lived in our house for two years with very slow hot water response in our tap, often moving on with showers or washing pots while the water is still lukewarm.  What a simple blessing to have fast hot water!Another gift from my mother-in-love was a complete servicing of my old, yet precious, Bernina sewing machine.  I’ve owned it for years, having received it as a gift from our pastor’s wife and dear friend, yet had never had taken it in for complete servicing.  I can already see and feel a huge difference, and am thankful for this simple yet meaningful gift of love.I was able to finish…

Okay, I feel almost sacreligious comparing anything I produce in my dusty garage to renowned furniture mogul Ethan Allen.  Furthermore, I should be extending a gracious thanks instead because working with this beautiful wooden table of theirs the last few days has been immensely gratifying:When I found this table a year and a half ago (Mr. Wonderful will be SO happy I’m finally working on this one), its 1970’s darkness was hidden under a gray army tarp in a family’s back yard wall tent, one of its edges resting against bare ground, all four legs removed.  It’d been there for quite some time.  The lady was almost giddy when I hauled it away in my Suburban.I decided to whitewash the top after sanding and stripping and sanding and sanding and sanding.  Those folks at Ethan Allen don’t only start with gorgeous wood, they take their staining step very seriously.  My belt sander…

I hit the gym early this morning, immensely grateful I could do squats again with a strong knee. I’ve never had knee problems, but last week during my squat routine I felt something pull…or tweak…or (gasp) rip in there and I thought, “Oh no, what was THAT?” The next several days I really favored it and cringed when the pain would come back, worried I might have an injury. However, I truly believe in the power of prayer, and I’ve been praying lots of healing over my knee. Today it worked great, and I give Him the glory for that. I’ve been saying for, oh, 6 years now that I wanted to be a bread maker. The kind of bread maker who makes her family wholesome, nutrient-laden breads that nourish both the body and the soul. I’ve read books on it, taken a bread-making class, subscribed to a bread-making newsletter…yet…